Zavien
Happiness is a choice that requires effort at times
Uncertain whether his recent actions were the reason for the Warden's vague answer, Zavien gave an emotionless numb of his head. "That's understandable." He wouldn't deny that it hurt to be left out, but he couldn't blame the man. How could he trust someone who dove head-first into danger without any form of communication? And ultimately got himself killed?
Smiling against the disappointed pain, the Dragoon gave Zuriel more soft words of thanks. He already felt a thousand times better than before. There was still progress to be made, but he was able to sit up slowly in the bed to better meet Deimos's eyes. His next topic wasn't something he wanted to talk about without being able to show his full expressions.
Zavien looked down at the bandages riddling his chest as he said softly, "I'll be taking some time to recover my strength, but I worry if Stormbreak is the safest place to do so..." Spinning Safrin's ring on his finger, he glanced at the empty room. He hoped that Mel's invisibility wasn't a common ability as he voiced his vague concerns. "I've noticed an increased in... viruses within the city." It felt risky to be too open with the topic of the Family, so he stuck to their preferred references of 'sickness' amongst the people. Meeting the serious eyes of the man, he furrowed his brows. "I already suspect someone new to have caught the illness. I don't know how many more..." It was terrifying to think about the number of people who could be wandering Stormbreak, unknowingly infected with the Void. Just the possibility had him wanting to drag Lena and Koa with him to the far corner of Caido. Yet that went against every loyal fiber of his being, tearing his heart in two.
Smiling against the disappointed pain, the Dragoon gave Zuriel more soft words of thanks. He already felt a thousand times better than before. There was still progress to be made, but he was able to sit up slowly in the bed to better meet Deimos's eyes. His next topic wasn't something he wanted to talk about without being able to show his full expressions.
Zavien looked down at the bandages riddling his chest as he said softly, "I'll be taking some time to recover my strength, but I worry if Stormbreak is the safest place to do so..." Spinning Safrin's ring on his finger, he glanced at the empty room. He hoped that Mel's invisibility wasn't a common ability as he voiced his vague concerns. "I've noticed an increased in... viruses within the city." It felt risky to be too open with the topic of the Family, so he stuck to their preferred references of 'sickness' amongst the people. Meeting the serious eyes of the man, he furrowed his brows. "I already suspect someone new to have caught the illness. I don't know how many more..." It was terrifying to think about the number of people who could be wandering Stormbreak, unknowingly infected with the Void. Just the possibility had him wanting to drag Lena and Koa with him to the far corner of Caido. Yet that went against every loyal fiber of his being, tearing his heart in two.
